I try not to post about the kids too much because I feel like their story is theirs to tell. As a mom it’s so hard realizing that they are suffering because of their Dads diagnosis. As a mom I feel like I should always be able to deflect bad from harming them, compensate for situations that are less than ideal, basically just make everything ok. It’s a hard realization that this isn’t true. I can’t make this situation not affect them. Most of their lives have been formed around his sickness. Sacrifices have been made. There is plenty of good that they have learned through this, but at what cost?
My mama heart hurts for them.